"What did you say?" Zhan Jingting thought he had misheard. "Wanwan, say it again."
Qiao Wanwan slowly turned her head and looked directly into his eyes. "I don't think we're a good match. I want to break up."
Zhan Jingting was stunned for a moment, then maneuvered his wheelchair to the window. "Wanwan, tell me, what exactly happened?"
Qiao Wanwan sat up, leaned against the headboard, and said seriously, "Before, I only knew that you were rich, but I didn't know your specific background. Now that I know, I understand why your mother looked down on me. We are indeed not a good match."
"Haven't we already discussed this topic? If I transfer the assets to your name, this problem will no longer exist."
"So what if it's transferred to my name? The essence hasn't changed."
"So you're insecure?" Zhan Jingting frowned. "I don't think you're an insecure person. You have your strengths, and you don't need to be insecure at all."
Qiao Wanwan forced back her tears.
Zhan Jingting was right; before this, she had never felt inferior.
She is a miracle healer with extraordinary skills; she has her pride and no need to feel inferior.
But things are different now. She has an unspeakable secret: she thought she gave her first time to Zhan Jingting, but that's not true. She doesn't know who she's had a relationship with or whose child she's given birth to!
Ironically, she, a renowned healer with miraculous healing skills, didn't even know if she was pregnant or had given birth!
Rather than waiting for Zhan Jingting to find out the truth and despise her, it's better for her to leave on her own and maintain her last shred of dignity!
Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath, suppressing the tears in her eyes, and said, "Zhan Jingting, I grew up in the countryside. I'm used to being wild and free. This place is nice, beautiful and luxurious, but to me, it's more like a cage. I don't want to be trapped here, and I don't want to force myself to be the young mistress of the Zhan family."
"Did I say I would keep you trapped here? Did I say I would force you to become the young mistress of the Zhan family?" Zhan Jingting looked at her in confusion. "Wanwan, we haven't talked about these things before, but now that we're on this topic, let's have a proper chat."
“I know you love freedom. I never wanted to confine you. Whatever kind of life you want, I’ll be there for you. It’s okay if you don’t like it here. We can leave, but it’s not the right time yet. Give me some time. Once I’ve finished dealing with what I’m doing, I’ll take you away.”
Qiao Wanwan asked in disbelief, "Where are you taking me?"
"You can go wherever you want. If you don't like being the young mistress of the Zhan family, I don't have to be the young master of the Zhan family either. We can run away together and live the life you want."
Qiao Wanwan couldn't control her emotions at all, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. "Why?"
“Because I love you.” Zhan Jingting held her hand. “Wanwan, I love you. You can have little tantrums with me, but please don’t say things like ‘let’s break up’ anymore, okay? I will never let you go.”
"No..." Qiao Wanwan shook her head forcefully, pushed his hand away, and choked out, "It's not like that, Zhan Jingting, you can't love me, you can't!"
"Why?" Zhan Jingting looked at her. "Wanwan, haven't we been doing well together? What happened? Tell me."
Qiao Wanwan raised her hand to cover her ears. "My head hurts so much. I want to be alone."
"I won't leave until you explain yourself clearly today." The man stubbornly gripped her wrist. "Wanwan, tell me, what's wrong with you?"
"Stop forcing me!" Qiao Wanwan pushed him away forcefully, crying and shouting, "I just feel very uncomfortable and suffocated around you. I can't breathe every day. I want to separate from you. I want to divorce you. Please, please grant my request. I'm begging you!"
"Qiao Wanwan!" The man's patience ran out, his handsome face tense. "You can be willful, you can throw a tantrum, and I'll indulge you and coax you, but I won't allow you to use divorce as a catchphrase!"
"In the end, it's because I've spoiled you too much, isn't it? Do you even realize that we're already husband and wife? Do you think our marriage is a game, something you can just throw away whenever you want?!"
"Ah!" Qiao Wanwan covered her ears and cried out in despair, "Stop talking!"
Zhan Jingting closed his eyes in annoyance and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be mean to you, but Wanwan, you are really too willful."
Qiao Wanwan buried her face in her knees and broke down in tears.
"I'm sorry..." Zhan Jingting reached out and gently stroked her hair. "I shouldn't have been so harsh with you. Please don't cry, okay?"
Qiao Wanwan cried even harder.
She felt that Zhan Jingting's words were like sharp knives, piercing her heart one by one, causing her so much pain that she felt like she was suffocating.
She was in so much pain, her whole body ached.
He said he loved her, he said he was willing to give up the Zhan family for her, but how could she be worthy of him now?
No, it's not that she's unworthy now, but that she's never been worthy; she just didn't know the truth before.
She suddenly felt an unprecedented hatred for Qiao Yuqi!
She had never hated Gu Xulin this much when Gu Xulin stole her parents' love, but now, she truly hated him!
Only now did she realize that, without knowing when it started, Zhan Jingting had already taken up residence in her heart. She didn't want to separate from him, much less divorce him.
But fate is cruel, and now she can no longer stay by his side!
"Wanwan, please stop crying. Talk to me, okay?"
Qiao Wanwan slowly raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears as she looked at him, "Zhan Jingting, I..."
She had barely opened her mouth when she felt a sudden dizziness, her vision went black, and she lost consciousness.
"Wanwan!"
Several doctors came to examine the patient and drew blood for testing at the hospital.
"Master Zhan," Jiang Dong knocked on the door and entered the master bedroom to report, "The doctor called and said that Madam fainted because of excessive grief and stress. She should rest and be observed. She doesn't need any medication for now."
"Overwhelmed with grief?" Zhan Jingting frowned. "Has Cheng Zaozao's condition worsened?"
“I’ve already spoken to the hospital, and they’ll let me know if there’s any progress. I just checked, and she’s still the same; her condition hasn’t worsened.”
"Why is Wanwan so grief-stricken?" Zhan Jingting closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Something must have happened yesterday. Go and investigate."
"Master Zhan, we've already checked. The person who was with Madam yesterday said that she was restless ever since she left the hospital. Oh, and she also met with Xiang Yang!"
"Xiang Yang..." The man slowly opened his eyes, a dark undercurrent surging within them. "Go do something..."
......
When Qiao Wanwan woke up, it was already afternoon.
Feeling weak, she didn't want to get up and face Zhan Jingting, and just lay there staring blankly at the ceiling.
Her phone suddenly rang. She struggled to snap out of her daze and swiped to answer, "Xiang Yang, what's wrong?"
"Boss," Xiang Yang's voice was muffled, "I'm going abroad."
"Why the sudden decision to go abroad? Is it for tourism?"
"No, my dad just told me that the Zhan family called and asked the Xiang family to send me abroad."
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